We do not always belong to the places we are born in, but to the words that understand us without a map. Our identity is forged not by borders drawn on paper, but by the language we speak to our hearts. It is a shared heritage of expressions, idioms, and nuances that creates a home of the mind, a sanctuary within ourselves that no geopolitical shift can dismantle…
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